Wave

With my Lizard

Fighting Thread

Wheel and turn or bleed and burn
Fly between blue and green
Soar, dive, down,
Bronze and brown
Dragonmen must fly
When threads are in the sky.

dragonflight

Golden Egg of Faranth

By the Golden Egg of Faranth
By the Weyrwoman wise and true,
Breed a flight of Bronze and Brown Wing,
Breed a flight of Green and Blue.
Breed Riders, strong and daring,
Dragon-loving, born as hatched
Flight of hundred soaring skywards,
Man and Dragon fully matched.

Dragonflight

What to Write

As much as i would like to chronicle Pern, that can't be all that I do. There are so many things out there. So many possibilities!
So i am writing stories that might have occurred in Pern. i hope my readers have read Green Wing Rescue. I wrote it as possible things a dragonrider can do for the After. When Thread falls, what they would dragonriders do?

Currently, I am writing about the felines. Felines, I think are misunderstood and are actually adorable creatures. Can't have all those dragons massacring them!
Meow!


By the way, Alonzo is back from his little adventure. I think he went off to find some mates. What a stud! What a bronze!

Words to Worlds

Words, words, Turn into Worlds
Books, books, The one with no Crooks
Fancy, fancy, In a world of Fantasy
Blurry, blurry, Its a new Journey

Words, words, Please turn into Worlds
Words, words, Come take me to Worlds

Green Wing Rescue

A Short Story from FanFiction.net

Genre: Fantasy/Adventure
Rating: Fiction Rated: K+
Summary: A Rider and her green does not get along at all. When faced
with the new roles after the 9th Pass, will they set their differences aside and
save the South from devastation?

URL: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4040736/1/

The Duty Song

a little something I found in YouTube.com

Southern Weyr

We got invited to Southern after our little visit to Cove Hold. The Weyr has had its improvement since the days of the Oldtimers. The history of Southern Weyr started 10 Turns before the 9th Pass. F'lar sent F'nor and the Benden Weyrlings to grow up and train in the South. T'bor and Kylara are the Weyrleaders. Threadscored riders were sent to Southern to recuperate. F'nor was once sent there to recuperate from a wound. It was there he discovered Grall and the Fire-lizards. When the Oldtimers were banished, T'bor moved to High Reaches and T'kul and the rest who would not go with F'lar are sent to Southern. After the Fiasco at the open flight in Ista, D'ram took over the Southern Weyr. When he retired, young K'van flew the queen and became the new Weyrleader of Southern at age 19 Turns.

A cousin of our invited us to watch a hatching. It was very emotional. People were happy and riders were born out of children. It was clearly a Harper moment. I didn't get a chance to sing. It was time other harpers sang.

Nobody actually knowns how a dragon chooses its rider but a dragon never errs.





pictures from Dragonlovers Guide to Pern

Sisters Vacation

Me, Harper Maity, my two sisters, wher-handler Mari and Comp-tech Aki Ria are having a vacation here in Southern Continent. We first went to Southern Hold to brush up on relatives living there and are now in Paradise River. I shall show them Cove Hold next week. Was there last time and I had fun with some friends. Industry is booming even with the MasterHarper gone. We will miss him. His place hold lots of sentimental values and values in resources too. Lord Jaxom frequents there with his family. It's nice to see them from time to time.
Packtail and Yellow Fin. Diki Mari with fishes.

The Voice

"Sing, not concertize. The voice only is important now, not how you mask vocal inadequacies with pleasant strummings and clever harmony. I want to hear the voice. It is the voice we communicate with, the voice which utters the words we seek to impress on men's minds, the voice which evokes emotional response; tears, laugher, senses. Your voice in the most important, most complex, most amazing instrument of all."

-- Master Shonagar

A Rough South

To survive the Southern Continent, one must always be prepared. Prepared in mind, body and equipment.
South was always known as a hostile land for almost 2000 Turns. There are wild bugs, big felines that don't hesitate to kill even a dragon and of course, the falling threat of Thread. For Thread, the problem has been remedied. D'ram reorganized Southern Weyr and is now headed by K'van. Young as he may be, he is very competent. Imagine the smallest dragonboy to become the youngest Weyrleader!
Of course Eastern Weyr at Monaco is headed by T'gellan, once from Benden. He will not let a single thread pass his territory.

For jungle areas with no Weyr near, that would be a problem. There is vegetation to feed Thread and so, you need to find a body of water fast! That is why i have a rain coat lined with a sheet of metal on one side. Just in case I get caught off guard. Adequate food must be packed and packed well. Not all fruits are edible out there!

My sis calls me a walking supply cabin. I have everything I need in a giant bag I carry around. One will never know what one will need out there. After all, it is Southern.

End of a Turn!

Yes, it is another end of a Turn and I am still wandering.

Perhaps I should rename my site to Wandering Harper. But This year was a journey. I hope I continue to have adventures in my 2nd turn as Harper Journeywoman.

Pern is a big place. I will roam it all!

Back to Southern

Yes, I am back in the Southern Continent.
And it is so very hot here. I don't know how anybody's hide can stand it. My Alonzo is back in Harpers Hall. What is he doing there? Raiding the kitchen, what else? Since I had to take limited packs with me, Alonzo doesn't want to carry anything and he can't exist without tons of food. I even left my herd beast there and my trusty wagon.
Aki is expecting me at Landing in about a week. So I have time to kill. I am a currently in Cove Hold and will be taking a ship to Paradise River. A Green was so kind to offer a dragonback ride next week to Landing. Of course in exchange for my Fire-lizard snack recipe.
I should have been a trader. It's in my blood but the Harpering ways hath called me...

Anyways, it was a chance to travel. (Courtesy of Harpers Hall. hehehe)

Now, off to tanning my hidebound booty!